He felt a collective, questioning stir from the audience. They, too, were puzzled.
In a firm, commanding voice she announced, “Jonas has been selected to be our next Receiver of Memory.”
Then he heard the gasp—the sudden intake of breath, drawn sharply in astonishment, by each of the seated citizens.
He saw their faces; the eyes widened in awe. And still he did not understand.
“Such a selection is very, very rare,” the Chief Elder told the audience. “Our community has only one Receiver.
It is he who trains his successor. “We have had our current Receiver for a very long time,” she went on.
Jonas followed her eyes and saw that she was looking at one of the Elders.
The Committee of Elders was sitting together in a group; and the Chief Elder’s eyes were now on one who sat in the midst
but seemed oddly separate from them.
It was a man Jonas had never noticed before, a bearded man with pale eyes. He was watching Jonas intently.
“We failed in our last selection,” the Chief Elder said solemnly. “It was ten years ago, when Jonas was just a toddler.
I will not dwell on the experience because it causes us all terrible discomfort.”
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